The mailman left me a package slip, and in the space where he was supposed to write down the name of the sender, he wrote “Poland.” …? Poland sent me a package? I’m guessing it’s copies of Fire (see snazzy cover —->) from my Polish publisher, Wydawnictwo Nasza Ksiegarnia. Can’t think why he didn’t just… Read more »
Philip Pullman
“And the Whole World Collapsed”
In my last post, while (gracelessly) complaining about the way some nonprofit organizations try to drum up support in my neighborhood, I mentioned that before I contribute to a particular organization, I like to do research on it and seek outside opinions. At the end of this post, I explain *how* I do that, and… Read more »
Poor Old Wapping
So, I’ve been reading Philip Pullman‘s Sally Lockhart mysteries (and loving them, especially The Shadow in the North.) However, this passage in The Ruby in the Smoke startled me: Beyond the Tower of London, between St. Katharine’s Docks and Shadwell New Basin, lies the area known as Wapping: a district of docks and warehouses, of… Read more »
